Viewing Room by L.P. Dover

Author:L.P. Dover [Dover, Heidi McLaughlin & L.P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: L.P. Dover
Published: 2016-08-15T04:00:00+00:00

“Are you nervous?” I ask Kennedy, who seems to be fidgeting with her hair.

“I am.”

“Why?”

“What if your grandma doesn’t like me?”

“I like you. Fuck, I more than like you, and my grandmother is going to love you.”

She looks at me and tries to smile, but worry is written all over her face. When we get to a stoplight, I lean over and kiss her until the car behind me starts honking.

Once we pull into the driveway, I kiss her again, hoping to ease her anxiety. “Are you ready?”

She nods, but says, “No.”

As soon as I’m out of the car, I’m hustling over to open her door for her. I begged her to put panties on after our impromptu face-fucking session in the bathroom. She’s a damn tease, but finally relented. I’m tempted enough as is just being near Kennedy.

With her hand in mine, we walk to the backdoor and onto the screened in porch. Iced-tea with three glasses and a tray of cookies are sitting out. I squeeze her hand at the sight, hoping she understands how excited my grandma is.

“Gram,” I call out as we enter the kitchen.

“In here, Hunter,” she says from the living room. When we walk in, she’s carrying an armful of photo albums.

“What are you doing?” I ask, taking them from her.

“I thought I’d show your lady friend your photos.”

My face turns red. “Um, why?”

“Because you said you were falling in love with her and think she’s the one, so I figured I’d show her how adorable you were as a little boy.” She pinches my cheeks and laughs before sidestepping me and introducing herself to Kennedy.

“I’m Louisa, but you can call me Lou.”

“I’m Kennedy,” she replies with a smile so bright that it warms my heart. Any anxiety she was feeling before we stepped in is now gone.

“Come on, let’s chat on the back porch. This old house gets rather stuffy.”

Kennedy winks at me over her shoulder as she follows my grandma out. An insurmountable feeling of dread washes over me as I tail behind them.

“Gram, aren’t we going to be late for lunch?”

“Oh no, you’re going to grill for us. Besides, it’s not every day you bring home a young woman for me to meet.”

“But I shaved,” I whine as I make eye contact with Kennedy. Her face pales before her cheeks turn red.

“Well I’m sure your miss likes a clean-shaven face. Don’t want to give her a burn.”

Kennedy’s eyes go wide as I start to laugh. My grandmother is oblivious to the hidden meaning behind her words. As soon as I set the books down, I lean into Kennedy and whisper, “I guess you’ll never wonder where my dirty mouth comes from.”

She slaps my chest and pushes me away, focusing her attention on my grandma. Once the tea is poured, the three of us take seats on the wicker furniture that my grandmother made me drive all over the great state of Washington hunting for a few summers ago.

“Tell me, Kennedy, what do you do for work?”

She looks at me and I shrug.

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